Third Person POV
Alaric wakes up before Sienna does, watching her sleep so peacefully for a while, his heart fuller than it had been in a very long time.
Her skin was so soft against his, the curve of her body so perfectly fitting to his own. He wanted this forever, to never, ever let her go again.
He’d watched her wolf so gloriously make its comeback, and knowing it was because of him — to save him — made him melt inside.
A few minutes later, she shifts, her beautiful eyes fluttering open, landing straight on him. The smile that spread over her lips made his stomach drop, and he would do anything to keep seeing it.
“Marry me,” he whispered against her lips, the full circle-ness of the phrase not lost on him.
Marry me, Sienna had asked so long ago now.
